Luyện nghe bài hát Algor Mortis... The Linear Rate Of Cadaveric Cooling

Ravaged, torn, and carcass oozes from
wounds
Avulsed and sliced, the weeps pus and purge
with clear, viscous goo
Prior to the incision, before my scalpel is
bloody wet
We determine the postmortem interval a simple
algebraic for death...
A body core temperature measurement,
taken, is the order of the day
The corpse is lifted on its and a slit in its
is cut in the most delicate way
Lacerations leak wasted heat and fluid, as the
in a predictable manner
My assistant lubricates the probe, a
12-inch long chemical thermometer...
...Freezing hold...
...Corpse cold...
...Cooling blood...
...An icy flood...
...The body a husk; its are spilt...
...This anal probing causes no guilt...
...A facet of my profession, duty I've sworn...
...I stab forth the thermometer as the is torn...
Environmental of the crime scene are
recorded
And the room temperature of the dissection is
noted
The core temperature of the carcass through
means of
Physical science over life as heat escapes
radiation...
Moritz's is the rule of thumb from which I can
derive...
"98.6F - rectal ? 1.5"
This produces the time of death, though
nothing is this ideal
oral, rectal, brain or liver, I shall monitor
the temperature with the zeal...
This gelid method of has a cold-bloodedly
appeal
Observe the suppuration chill, pool,
and
Witness my severe intubation with
tools
Truculently sodomizing corps-icles, purple raw
drool...
...Freezing hold...
...Corpse cold...
...Cooling blood...
...An icy flood...
...Postmortem interval, the at hand...
...Thrusting the probe the prostate gland...
...The is conquered by deaths cold will...
...Not bactericidal rot can thwart its chill...